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And it goes on and on and on....

Sometimes I really do not like this country at all, at times like now I could be tempted to use the word despise. I know I am supposed to be all patriotic and sing 'blessings on the land that I love" and believe me I do but not out of love rather out of the mere fact that we NEED all the blessing we can get in this country. The reasons may be different but we may need even more blessing in this country than a lot of others.

I say all this because I do not believe that we really have freedom. Not because of the our government but because of how our society 'rolls'. Yes we get to vote but we live in a society where so much (almost ALL) of our lives are governed by all the institutions we as a country and the people who guide it have set up. I guess I should really say I love this country and despise this society. I will get into exactly what I am so riled up about momentarily but for now I will tell you what I think might be nice...

I would like to live somewhere that I could live a lot more simply. Maybe we would have a farm and just sustain ourselves, or simple would be living in a developing nation where the store was just a walk away, or maybe that would just be my husband working a nine to five job. I really don't know because the only life I have is the one I lead. Do not get me wrong I LOVE my life and my wonderful little family. But currently I would like to transplant my life outside of this rat race.

In this country today so many individuals are living trying to get out of mounting debt, and still creating it in the process. I pray we will be out of this cycle shortly but that does not get all the other Americans or our country out of it, so when we are debt free we will continue to live in a society that is blinded by debt. All of us are trying to pay off some medical bills, I can guarantee, because insurance is such a problem and the medical world is so expensive. This country and its people are all about the dollar, from those taking advantage of welfare to those suing others to gain more. We all feel entitled and think every one owes us. Really people. When will we all figure out that the state of our lives is only what we make it or have made of it. No one owes except us.

A lot of days happiness is a choice to be made, and today I am trying to chose happy.

All that said I need some ibuprofen.

blessings, birds, and books.

So this is going to be quite random but just stay with me.

blessings...

I was having a rough day a few days ago. I had been praying throughout the day and at one point, while peeing I amy add :) I asked to be given a scripture that applied to what I was feeling and going through. I am going to preface this before I go on- I have asked God to "give" or "show" me a scripture before and one will come into my head. So I go read it and it has always seemed that it was not at all pertaining to what was going on, each time I felt I had come up with the scripture and God had given me nothing. I am sure this was due to me not listening and instead thinking, and also not trusting that God is capable of giving and I am capable receiving. So back to the other day- as I was peeing a prayed yet again for a scripture. Psalms and then 15 seemed to pop into my head. so after I laid Tatum down I opened up my Precious Moments Bible from my childhood and read. Chapter 15 helped and then the ones to come after filled my heart with exactly what it needed even more than 15th chapter of Psalms did.

The one verse that has stuck in my head and I have been repeating each time I become frustrated or stressed yet again is this "Preserve me O God for in you I put my trust"

There was so much else. But that has been on repeat in my head and heart.

All that to say I felt so blessed and amazed. I feel and felt like I had accomplished something in my walk that is so big and true testament to the relationship I am in with Him. I feel so fulfilled and grown. I have what it takes to listen and receive! Hallelujah! I knew I did but letting all go and allowing it to happen is amazing! I have come a long way just this week! Wonder what id in store for next week!

next...birds.

I was watching the birds outside my window as I was trying to catch some shut eye while Tatum was napping since she is currently waking up all night long. There was a male and a female bird bouncing around in the drizzle looking for food and instead of sleeping I started thinking-

Why did God make the male birds pretty and the female birds so plain? One wold think it would be the other way around. I think I figured it out. It seems to me that most of the animal kingdom the male is the one trying, vying for attention from the other sex. Examples: Male birds are more colorful and beautiful, deers in rut fight for a doe's affection. Other Males animals do this fighting as well. So my conclusion is that Gods intention in all creation was for the Male to do all the work. Hear me out.

I don't think it was God's desire for us females to feel like we need to dress a certain, be a certain size, show a little skin, flirt, flash a smile, flutter our eyelids, ----basically throw ourselves all over the men we want. No it was not. It was God's desire these men to pursue us, wholeheartedly, fight for us, dress nice for us.

My wonderful husband pursued me for a while and it was the most wonderful feeling (I will say I kinda took advantage of it :) ) Once the race is one by the men, then women should step up and be seductive and dress to impress their winner of a husband. I dont mean to sound over the top because I am not. What I am saying is men should be the pursuers and women should stop throwing themselves out there like pieces of meat so much. Take a lesson from the birds.

books.

I go back to school next week and part of me is dreading it and another part of me is excited. Pray for me as I juggle school, wife, mother duties. It is going to be a long road ahead.

I believe in a God of new life!

For the past, I don’t even know how long emphysema has been slowing and ever more taking away my Grandma’s oxygen supply. She had stopped smoking but the damage had already been done and for the past years she has been living with less and less lung function and more and more tubed in oxygen.
I am so amazingly happy to announce this is not to be the case any longer.

On the night of Thanksgiving my grandma got a phone call that there was a lung awaiting her arrival. She drove to UCLA and the next afternoon received a new lung!!! After a 24 hour ordeal she is doing amazingly well! Apparently they will slowly wean her off the oxygen. After however many years she will not be reliant on a tube giving her her breath.

The whole concept of a lung transplant astonishes me….how could something so vital to life be taken from one and given to another. However it works it is miraculous and only a miraculous God could orchestrate such a thing!
This lung is a start of life anew from my Grandma and I believe that my God of love has given this gift to our whole family.

It amazes me that God created our bodies in such a way that our parts could be used in another’s body. But what an amazing gift given unto us!
With all the intricacies I do not understand how it is even possible, all the blood vessels and capillaries and such to fuse from one to the other!

I am in awe and so thankful for this gift! I can not wait to see my beautiful Grandma at Christmas breathing anew!

Living in twilight.

Laying in my bed after a middle of the night feeding, nestled up against my husband and listening to the sounds of my daughter attempting to put herself back to sleep. I cannot help but think of how in love I am with the man lying next to me. It is in these moments where my thoughts are completely my own. No one to interrupt or thoughts to overpower mine. Hearing Tatum’s quiet babbling and grunts remind me of how much I need to savor every moment, They are fleeting and the dishes and house cleaning can wait. My sweet baby girl can take her nap on my chest tomorrow if it so happens and I will savor every moment rather than worry about the dishes that sit undone. Listen to her breathing, smell her scent, and feel her warm little body snuggled close. My husbands snoring and loud breathing usually an obnoxious noise keeping me awake in these moments after a feeding make me love him all the more. He is the man of my dreams as cheesy as that is. He wakes up in the morning and lets me sleep while he and his beautiful daughter chat on the couch. He is hurrying home these days to spend time with us before the Munchkin goes to bed. He lets me squeeze up close to his warmness after I feed without complaint although I know I am cold next to him. He can cook when I don’t feel up to it. He works so hard so I can stay at home for now. He is wonderful and I am so in love with him. You think a tired mom would go to sleep as fast as possible after a night feeding but it is in these moment I lie awake and feel immense love for my small little family. Why this time I have no idea but every night, well early morning between 2 and 5 this is what I am thinking while snuggled up close to my husband with my sweet girl making precious grunt noises from her crib.

Feeding, Sleeping, Living

I love being a Mama to my amazing little girl!

I have such an amazing little one!

I really can't imagine my life having taking any other direction! And I already don't want to think about how hard it will be to go back to school!

I love me some Tatum Lee!

The Birth of Tatum Lee

As I hold Miss Tatum Lee and watch her sleep I cannot help but replay the last 24-48 hours in my head.

All the emotions, happenings, love, and prayers have been and are so overwhelming that I know I will not ever be fully able to express them to anyone.

Before I go on I will say to anyone who has had a really long and hard labor, don’t get too jealous while reading, my dues came at the end J

I had a crazy crazy labor my midwife was puzzled by it and I was even more at a loss to what the heck was going on. As crazy as it was, I was blessed by God at how things progressed throughout labor and for this I am truly grateful. As my midwife said I could consider myself having had an extremely long labor (over a week) or a short labor (2 hours or so).

I went in to an appointment on Wednesday the 8th and was 4cm dilated 50% effaced and started losing my mucous plug. I was not due until Monday but they were expecting me to most likely be back before then in labor…. Monday passed and not much. I had some contractions on Sunday during church but they decided to stop.

So we went back in for an appointment on Wednesday the 15^th and I was 6cm and 80% effaced and she was at a station 2 - still no contractions.My midwife proceeded to ask me "Are you sure you aren't in labor?" and I replied "I don't know you tell me." So my midwife sent us home and said to try the whole castor oil thing. I was hesitant since I have heard so many horror stories but since I was already so progressed I decided to give it a try. It went down fine with some sherbert and a shake but then the last sip sent me to the commode. It really was nice to get it out of my system and I felt better after that. I then proceeded to play cards with Gretchen and was having to focus on whether or not I was having contractions or not. They were so slight and very irregular. My midwife had said that morning to go in as soon as I felt anything so I called her and told her I could barely feel much of anything every once in awhile. She said to come back in so she could at least check me to see if I had progressed at all from that morning.

When we got back to the clinic I was 8 cm and 100% effaced! Still with barely feeling much of anything!

So even though my contractions were not screaming ‘labor’ she wanted us to stay because she expected when I did start feeling the contractions she would come fast and she would be born where ever we might be….little did we know it would still be over 7 hours before she would show her beautiful face to the world!

So we checked into the clinic at 5pm on the 15^th.

I still was not feeling much of anything. We watched “When Harry Met Sally” and Evan played his guitar for a while while I munched on some fruit. Tried to get things rolling by walking, lying down, sitting on the birth ball and all sorts of other things. Still when my midwife would ask me if I was having a contraction my famous line was “I don’t know…” Once I got to 9cm I finally felt them! They were pretty intense and the moaning began, my best guess was that that was at around 10:45pm.

In another hour or so I began pushing. I don’t think there is any way to describe the feeling. It was my most ‘painful’ (if I would even call it that) part of labor but it was incredible. It was amazing and perfect to have Evan beside me encouraging me through and my mom at the end of the bed smiling and encouraging me along as well. I will say that crowning was painful but nowhere near as painful as the rest of the evening’s crazy events. Feeling her make her way all the way out into this world and hearing her sweet cry was nothing less than miraculous! Instantly she was brought to my chest and she stayed there for quite a while. It was the best feeling ever to finally have her in my arms after all those months of growing to love her!

Evan cut the cord and then the craziness really began!

My placenta was apparently not as ready as Tatum was to be birthed and would not come out. As a Midwife outside of a hospital Vicky could not legally try and remove the placenta because I if I began to hemorrhage I needed to be at a hospital where they could take care of it in a timely manner. So an ambulance was called and I was taken to the hospital to hopefully birth my placenta. As all this was happening Evan was holding his beautiful daughter for the first time, he said it beautifully on the way home from the hospital. He said, “It was difficult and weird feeling to be starting to love this new life in front of you and being torn as you are worried about this other love you have known for awhile."

It was not necessarily an emergency yet but could turn into one quite quickly. The longer my placenta stayed in the more the cramping hurt. I really had to focus on my breathing so I was getting enough oxygen and didn’t pass out as they were getting me into the ambulance. Evan came with me to the hospital and my mom stayed with Tatum at the clinic as the rest of the grandparents arrived. It was hard to leave her so soon after meeting her, at this point I was kind of out of it but still the feeling of leaving her was not the best feeling ever.

We got to the hospital and thankfully I was able to push my placenta out my self (the other option if I couldn’t push it out was surgically removing it). I had started to bleed quite a bit at some point but after the placenta was out it stopped pretty quickly. I believe this was due all the prayers that were surrounding us. The Doctor at the hospital was actually quite relieved and impressed at how things turned out.

Anyways the 2 or so hours at the hospital before the placenta was out were awful! I was in a lot of pain and was so tired at that point that I was NOT handling it well. Finally I was able to see my baby again after everything went down…. it had been close to 3 hours with both of us away from her!!!!

The whole experience and now the first few days of being a mama are so surreal. Birthing this beautiful child and being able to feel everything my body would allow me to feel J was absolutely amazing. I am loving learning to be a mom and we are loving the first days of parenthood!

We are so in LOVE! And God is sooooo GOOD!

so with a week to go...

One week till due day and I finally felt like we were completely settled in. All thats left is a some bare walls that need some pictures. I am so blessed and I LOVE IT SO MUCH!

here it is!

~The Bathroom~

Notice the tin ceiling in the shower

~The Living Room~

The Bedroom~

Kitchen

So make sure to go back and look at the pictures (2 or 3 blogs ago) of the before picture of the kitchen. Quite a revamp eh?

Ta da!

Fiesta City!

Gotta love Ikea purchases :)

I am so in love with it!

Dining area

This is my husbands coffee spot

And were in!

So we have been in the house for 4 nights now. And I LOVE IT. I have the most beautiful little house ever in existence! The majority if the house is still a wreck as we still are moving things in but the kitchen is done and moved and ready for business. Actually Evan made a wonderful dinner in it last night and we even had guests :)

So I will post photos as we finish individual areas, the bathroom will probably be last because I just cant bring myself to get it organized.

There are some photos of the work being done and then in the next post of the finished kitchen!

Love you all!

Hanging the Cabinets!

Living Room

Bathroom

Progress & Patience

The house was stalled for awhile but is moving along now. It looks like we should be moving in next week :)

I am now 36 weeks and having weekly appointments...she will be here before we know it!!!!

I have not taken any recent photos of what is done in the house but I will take some today and in the mean time I found some before photos of what it looked like and some of us working away!

On the count down…

We are getting close, only 8 (or so) weeks to go!

In preparation for the coming of Miss Little Tate we are moving!

Evan’s parents own a rental and we will be moving into it as soon as

possible. In the meantime we are re-vamping it from top to bottom…

I am going to try and keep you all up to date on the progress of the work. I do not currently have any before photos but I will get some from Gene and post them for you as

soon as I do.

For now, I have posted pictures of what the little house looks like inside with everything torn down and out in preparation for all the exciting “new” that is to come!

We also just got back from Colorado and had a wonderful time!

We both love Colorado and love being able to leave and go…but of course coming back home is lots of work! Here are some highlights…

Violett Ingrid's Birth...

So this is not my birth story but it the story of my beautiful friend Heather and the birth of her even more beautiful daughter. I was so blessed and honored to be able to be part of such a miraculous experience and part of such a huge part of her life!

Thank you Heather!

Pregnancy and birth is the most amazing miracle of God! Every single detail is so perfectly pieced together by our creator. From the way Heather (a now new mom) who had never been through birth before knew exactly what she needed to do when it needed to be done to the way Violett also worked on making her entrance into the world (not as stubborn as expected)

I don’t think there is anyway to put into words the experience of being a part of it all. So I won’t try at this time…. I will leave that feat for my own birth.

The day after Violett was born I was driving to school (my think time) thinking about the amazing experience I had just had, going over the whole day in my mind. Besides the miraculous part of it all and the fact that every time I think about it I cant help but be in awe of and praise God, I also having been thinking a lot about another aspect of the day that I did not expect. Nursing (and the professional kind not the kind that is also called lactation or breastfeeding).

During the time I spent with Heather in the hospital I was very disappointed in the staff…except Nurse Nancy, blessings to her she was amazing. Nancy was Heathers labor nurse and she was incredible. But a lot of the other nurses that day I was not impressed with. The hospital is not the most enjoyable place and I feel that the staff can make it a pleasurable stay or an unpleasant one. Two nurses stick out in my mind- One who was a pediatric nurse and gave Violett her bath and so on. She was wonderful as far as getting what she was supposed to be doing done BUT she was very curt and I do not believe she learned the skill of discretion very well…and the other who was the first Nurse that Heather and Violett experienced when they were moved into the “Mother Baby Unit” was put simply a crab. It was the end of her shift and apparently she had had a bad day…. that is fine but I do not think it should follow you into a patients room, especially one that just went through labor and birthed a child. And actually any patient who ends up in the hospital is worse off that day than your day. Nursing should be about the patient and for these two nurses on this particular day it clearly wasn’t.

I have been struggling with I am in nursing and why I have chosen to do what I am doing and these two nurses made me think about this even more.

I want my nursing career to me more than a job that pays my bills. I want to it to be about each and every patient I interact with. I want to be the nurse that makes the worst day of someone’s life just a little bit better

And so why am I doing what I am doing?

I am learning the skills of a nurse in order to serve and add to the medical field at least one nurse who genuinely cares and is not just one who is experiencing another day on the job.

Enjoy where you’re at because you may never be there again….

I am so happy with where I am at right now. I mean yes it would be easier if I was done with school already and so on. But really as hard as school is at times and as hard as life can be on some days I am extremely happy with where I am at. I was thinking today that I really wish I had taken time to enjoy where I was at in life before now. I have learned to enjoy where I am at now (not daily necessarily I still have bad days but as a whole) and I wish I had learned it earlier on. Circumstance may not always be perfect but we must enjoy where we are at in life because we may never be there again. I have a friend ( I will not mention any names, she will know who she is J ) and she has said on multiple occasions that she is jealous of where I am at. I understand what she is saying as my life is exactly what I want it to be and a lot of people don’t get or have that, but I also want to shake her (love you). I wish I could go back and enjoy and be blissfully happy where she is at all over again. I didn’t appreciate my dorm life or the girls who were apart of it enough. I miss them all so much and I wish that I had taken time to enjoy every minute of it and not just the really great ones. Even highschool ( as much as I never would ever want to go back to that stage of my life) I wish I had taken time to enjoy more…not sweat the small stuff and have fun. My whole engagement to my wonderful husband….that is such a stressful time and I wish I had just had more fun and enjoyed the last months we had together as just daters and not old married people J Dating. Now that I wish I could go back to (just dating Evan of course), I wish I could go back and savor every minute so I could remember it better now.

All that said I am glad I am realizing this now because maybe just maybe I will have learned enough by now to enjoy every minute of this next phase of my life—nursing school, motherhood, and the continued wifehood. I hope that I savor every minute of these things (mostly motherhood) so that I can remember every detail and remember how much I enjoyed it instead of wishing I had taken the time to enjoy it more.

So a lesson to all - specifically you who are jealous of where I am at in life----Enjoy where you are at because you may never be there again.

On another note….

I am addicted to pickles at this particular time. I can’t get enough. Actually typing and thinking about them is currently making me think I need one.

I felt this little miracle move (for sure) last Saturday, I can’t wait until I can feel it more consistently!

I have less than 4 weeks left until this semester is over!

I usually love cooking but currently hate it, mostly because nothing appeals to me besides pickles so therefore I can’t think of what to cook……my poor Husband.

Our ultrasound is scheduled for May 11^th I think that is really far away and I might sneak into the free clinic and find out what gender this little one is before then, if Evan can get away from work.

I am pretty sure Roxi barked earlier and the baby jumped and now is quite active.

I think that’s all for now. Love you all!

A picture from the past for fun!

Crazy Spring!

So I was hoping to update this every week but with school I am having a heck of a time doing so! I apologize! Maybe when school gets out I will actually do so!

School: Crazy. I am ready to finish up this semester but enjoying it while it lasts...I gave my first injection! Insulin shot...I was sooo nervous but it was fine. What else??? I really need to buckle down on my schoolwork a bit more. I did not do as well as I would have liked to on my last two exams but the next ones I will do better!!!!

Evan: He is working like crazy and comes home dirty dirty dirty everyday as he is working under a house (trying to figure out a new laundry system now). He is working long days but loving it of course!

Baby, baby, baby: Nothing new really. We will be 4 months along on Monday...its crazy how time flies! Our next appointment is on the 5th of April and we will get to make our ultrasound appointment then! I am still trying to decide if I am feeling the little one moving yet and I will let you know when I decide on it being a yes.

Living: We are trying to figure out where we are going to be in September when the baby comes, we need to get out of the trailer but right now it is just a matter of when and where so please be praying that we figure out what to do and where to be as well as what is best for us at this time.

Photo: So I posted some photos and they are of I and my wonderful and beautiful friend Heather who is due to have her little girl April 21st. I am blessed to have been asked to be there when she gives birth and am so excited to be able to be a part of such a huge and amazing part of her life. It is also really fun that we are having our first babies in the same year!!!

Love you all!

12 weeks and counting....

So sorry I did not get a post exactly at 12 weeks, this lat week has been crazy!

Evan has been really busy with work :) and I had a busy school week. I had my first in hospital clinical experience with care of a patient! I gave medications for the first time and was able to watch a heart cath being done which was super neat!

Entering into week 13th I have had so much more energy which is soooo nice and helpful!

We have our next appointment a week from today and I can't wait to hear the fast little heartbeat again! In the last week my belly has seemed to pop out of nowhere...so for all to see here is a photo...

So there it is!

Miss and love you all so much!

times a changin'

I learned in life, especially during my time in Mercy Ships, that not much ever goes as planned. New plans then arise and you go from there. This new adventure that Evan and are about to be on is another reassurance that my “plans” are just that my own--- sometimes selfish and so simple. My plans are made to be changed by life, circumstance, blessings, and struggles. All that said our plans have been changed by a little blessing that is on its way…Yes we are pregnant!!!

Today the 11^th of February I am currently 9 weeks and 3 days

The little one is due to arrive on or most likely around the 13^th of September.

We are very excited and got to hear a little heartbeat on Monday which was SO very exciting!

I have been very lucky to not experience morning sickness too terribly. Just tired mostly and a little bit of nausea.

Love and miss you and all and I will try and post a picture of a bump when the time comes!

Great White Hunter/ Shero.....

So on Monday November 9, 2009 I “got” my first buck. Evan begged me to go out hunting with him (he has been going out as many mornings and evenings as he can) I reluctantly gave in and then scrounged around to find my “camo” type attire.

We climbed up into the stand after walking for what seemed like forever. The whole time we were walking to the stand I was listening to my own labored breathing and thinking to myself “Wow, I really need to start exercising!” The minutes in the stand were excruciating, both of us sitting in a four foot area was not the most comfortable to say the least. I had a harder time than I thought I would sitting still! Evan had allowed me to bring a book (which I had to camouflage) so that kept me occupied for a while. I kept looking up from my book at every sound hoping I would see something; pretty soon I was looking up so often I gave up on reading.

Evan had told me that there was a squirrel that lived in a tree near where the stand is located and that every time he has gone out there he had thought he heard a deer in the trees when in fact he would realize it was just the stupid squirrel making all the ruckus. So every noise I was hearing I was writing off as being the squirrel, of course only after I got excited thinking it was a deer. Once again I looked up after I heard something in the trees moving around, but this time I thought I saw something moving as well as hearing it. I leaned over to Evan and whispered very quietly “Is that the squirrel?” He told me it was and went back to looking at craigslist on his iphone. I looked back over into the woods and I saw a head!!! It was not a squirrel but a deer! I proceeded to smack Evan’s leg ever so quietly like any wife would do…

We saw the buck rubbing its antlers on the tree branches. Evan was trying to make me stand up and turn so I could grab the gun, I tried to tell him that he could just do it, I did not need to ---but he would not give into that. The buck was probably 60 yards away and I slowly took the gun ( an AR-15) and was aiming through the scope. Everyone said I would be shaking because I would be so nervous, my arm did start shaking but not from nervousness rather because the gun was SO heavy in my scrawny little arms. I could not keep it steady enough to take a shot and I was whining about how heavy it was. Evan told me to steady it up against the tree we were in. I did so and then I was able to steady the gun and stop the aching in my arm. At this point Evan made some call and the buck turned and looked towards us (I thought he was looking straight at me). I took the shot “free hand” with the tree holding some of the weight J

I looked up afterwards and then looked back at Evan and said, “Where did it go?” I thought it had run off before I had shot (I must have closed my eyes after I took the shot). Evan laughed and pointed down on the ground, I had “dropped him” my first shot and had hit him where I had aimed too (apparently I am a good shot J).

I don’t think I have seen Evan so giddy. He had a smile a mile wide. I was super-hero wife for a night.

We stayed in the stand for a while to see if any more deer would show up, we ended up seeing six more deer that night. While we were in the stand a doe and her two “yearlings from last year” walked all around the tree and we just watched them for a long time (I could not get a picture because it was too dark by then). We finally got down from the stand and walked back to get the truck and on the way Evan again was singing my praises and I said to him “You had better be this excited when I graduate from college!”

I will say I did not cry when I killed a living animal (I did tear up). And after I shot I was shaking like crazy. The adrenaline was surely flowing. Although the time sitting in the stand was not the most exciting it was worth the sitting and shooting to see Evan’s face afterwards!

A few facts for those of you who know what it all means:

-Spread 17 inches

-7 point

-And I did try and help with the skinning. (unfortunately I was too slow

and Evan and his friend David took over)

* ( ) – is my commentary

“ “ -- is hunting lingo I have learned in the process

Here are the pictures (I kept the others out for those of you with weak stomachs!):

finally.....

I got my letter from UT Tyler Nursing

and I am in!

I have start now registering for classes and such. I was getting so antsy am I am glad to finally know what I am doing next semester!

Our Humble Abode

I wanted let everyone see how we fixed up our home. Even though we are still looking to buy or build and actual house in the next year we needed the trailer to be homey since we will be in it for a little while. So we fixed it up...

No huge complaints yet. There is definitely not enough storage space and it gets a little hot while I am cooking but those are both things that can be easily dealt with for the time being.

I am hoping to make it more like a home with curtains and such, but that all takes money---so I am saving up!

Arch man
My Fiesta Ware collection
Dresser
Our Bed
To the Bedroom!
My teeny kitchen
Reliner
Couch
Dining room table
And last the entertainment center!